Woorden: Death Comesto Matteson. War Brides.

The sky is falling down
like it's done a thousand times
and thousands of war brides
sleep alone tonight

so press your lips to mine
that's where they said you'd find it
and tell me if i'm the one
for more than just tonight

those girls begin to cry
tiny tears from pretty eyes
it's the same tears they've cried a thousand times
will they be whole tonight

so press your lips to mine
that's where they said you'd find it
and tell me if i'm the one
for more than just tonight

that night i swore you weren't the one
that night with tornados coming on
i'm sorry if my timing's a little wrong
but now is not the time for love songs

so press your lips to mine
that's where they said you'd find it
and tell me if i'm the one
for more than just tonight